Chorus of Nothing Songtext
von PIST

A congregation of rats
Truth is law without trial
I′ll volunteer to be outcast
No fucking substance of own
Spoken virtue's a drone
That echoes the chorus of nothing

Hive mind birthed from weaknesses womb
Untried stand apart from the fools
They lie pseudo saints comply
They lie a fucking faceless approach


Sentence of misry cast
Words are always the last
Who made you the judge of me?
There is no love from afar
Do you know who you are?
Manifest your silent fear

Hive mind birthed from weaknesses womb
Untried stand apart from the fools
They lie pseudo saints comply
They lie a fucking faceless approach

Let the preachers choke
They are not of their word
No trust you would crucify all
Fires of morality stoke
You take the voice never spoke
Tearing the tongue from reason

Hive mind birthed from weaknesses womb
Untried stand apart from the fools
They lie pseudo saints comply
They lie a fucking faceless approach